DITTO FOR MOI!!! I MUST CRASH SOON
"I see somebody wasn't a big fan of Casper growing up," Poppy ruffled her hair, discovering strands of grass mixed in with the mousy brown. "And he was such a friendly ghost too! Although demons and pirates have their sex appeal, I'll give you that." She stood up, and began twirling around the tree as if it were a dizzying, May pole celebration.
"Excuse me, I'm the one that had to resort to sneaking out of the house to come play with you. You should be thanking me on your knees right now." She turned, twirling choppy strands of her hair behind her ear, and proceed to lunge at the tree, attempting to get her footing. She'd climb to the top, and with a pair of decent binoculars, she could gaze at the rest of the unwitting people like a secret agent of sorts.